I talked to my sponsor tonight. He doesn't read my blog, or even use the internet, as far as I know. But he answered the phone when I needed to hear a sane voice for just a minute. So he won't know how grateful I am that he was there for me. Or maybe he already knows.
Alcoholics anonymous, I agree with the dalilahma, is western society's greatest gift to man in the twentieth century.
I had a moment of weakness tonight. After almost a year clean, I thought about the fact that I had cash in my pocket, a day off tomorrow, and a dealer's phone number who would deliver to me. And I recognized that I was some place I shouldn't be. I tried to call a couple friends without success, and, for the first time in more than a year, I called this old cuss of a truck driver from texas who guided me through the first few steps a long time ago. And he picked up, and he pulled me out.
The devil is always waiting, but so is god. We each make the choice.
My life is still messed up, and ok, and confidential. And I doubt many will even read this posting, which is alright by me. But I just want to record for posterity that david j is a good man, and he has rescued me from myself more than once. May god bless his soul.
No comments:
Post a Comment